Date: Sun, 20 Apr 2008 21:55:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Paul Moody <pauljames.moody@yahoo.com>
Subject: STEVE IS AN INCREDIBLE PIG Part 4

STEVE IS AN INCREDIBLE PIG
By pauljames.moody@yahoo.com
Part 4


Logan came bounding into the house acting like he had done nothing worse
than spent a little too much time in the bathroom in morning, saying;
"Sorry I'm late, Dad.  I'm sure I'm in trouble for being late, but it's
been a long day so do mind if I just go to bed and we can talk about it
tomorrow?"

The little prick didn't even wait for a response from me!  He just strutted
his tight little ass right past me toward the stairs.  I felt a father's
rage at being disrespected come over me and before his foot hit the first
step I bellowed; "Stop!  I want to know where you've been and why you were
late. Tonight!  Not in the morning after you've thought up some bull-shit
excuses; I want to know NOW!"

I was stunned when he didn't even pause... he started walking up the stairs
saying; "Really Dad, it's been a long day and I want to go to sleep.  I'll
tell you what you want to know tomorrow."

I opened my mouth to yell at him again but I suddenly was at a loss for
words.  He had never acted this way toward me!
Dismissive... disrespectful... where did this shit come from?

When I heard his bedroom door close, what started as rage unexpectedly
turned to a very calm, very reserved, FURY!  That son-of-a-bitch (yes, my
son is a son-of-a-bitch, see part 1 for details) was not going to act like
this toward his own father!  He lives in my house!  I set the rules!  He
broke the rules and then he wants to dismiss me until later!  "No fucking
way!" I thought.

My hardon was long gone as I calmly walked up the stairs and reached for
the door knob.  FUCK! The goddam door was locked!  I heard him scrambling
around inside.  Luckily, this cheap track house has cheap doors, cheap door
jams, cheap door knobs (starting to see a pattern?), so I turned the knob
hard and pushed hard and the door flew open.  Logan had obviously just
pulled on his baggies and had a tee-shirt halfway over his head.  He was
saying; "Sorry Dad, I'll come and talk to you now."

"The time for talk was when I was down stairs and you came in late!" I said
rather quietly.

Logan had seldom heard that tone of voice from me and every time he had it
resulted in a spanking.  The last time I had spanked him was before his
mother and I had split, but he hadn't forgotten what that tone of voice
meant.  He started stammering and babbling; "Dad... I'm sorry... lllllet's
talk! Please????"

I grabbed his wrists and moved toward the chair at his desk.  He jerked his
wrists away from me, saying; "Come on Dad; you haven't spanked me since I
was a little kid.  I'm grown now.  You can't seriously think you're going
to whip my butt do you?"

"You think you're grown now?  You think I can't whip your ass?  Who's house
do you think you live in?"  I said as I snatched for his arms.  I could not
believe how he resisted me.  Something was up and I was going to find out,
but first I was gong to whip his ass and let him know who the boss around
this house was.

He twisted free of me again and headed toward the door, saying; "Da'ad,
don't do this!  I'll go spend the night at Shawn's place and come back to
talk in the morning."

The fury hit a hot, feverish high point then and even though he had bulked
up with about 50 pounds of muscle in the last three years, I still out
weighed him by at least 50 pounds.  Granted I'm about 30 percent body fat,
but I'm still no slouch.  In an instant I was on him... I had him in a head
lock and lead him back to the chair.  I pulled the front of his big
tee-shirt up over his head so that both arms and his head were constrained
and tangled in the cloth.  He was over my knees and I landed a hard slap on
each cheek.  Acknowledging that he was more grown and that he was a hot
little muscle stud who was creeping into my fantasies all too often lately,
I decided not to spank his bare butt as I did when he was younger so I
slapped him through the cloth of his shorts.

After those first two slaps through his shorts he stopped
struggling... something wasn't right.  He struggled way too much when he
thought I was going to pull his pants down to paddle his bare ass and then
gave up his struggle too quickly when he realized that I intended to spank
him with his shorts on.  In the instant that it took that thought to cross
my mind, Logan must have realized that he had made me suspicious by giving
up his struggle so quickly and he started squirming again like he was
trying to get away.

Before he could do anything else, I seized the waist-band of his shorts and
pulled them down to reveal his bare butt.  I stopped cold; his ass was
flaming red!  He had already been paddled! I could see the marks from
splayed fingers that were pointing in the opposite direction from how I was
sitting and (attempting to) spanking him.

I lowered my hand onto his back and just said; "Oh, Logan.  Who did this to
you?  Why didn't you tell me?  Are you hurt?  Did you get hit anywhere
else?"  My genuine concern had to have shown as I quickly released him and
turned him over to give him a hug.  "Please tell me who did this?  I
realize the way you were acting that you didn't want to tell me about this,
but we can't just let something like this go without getting me or another
adult involved. Ignoring it will just be an invitation for that person to
do it again."

"It wasn't like that!" he said. "We were just messing around like we always
do and I got a spanking."

"You were messing around and got a spanking?" I said; "What sort of
bullshit is that?  You don't just get a spanking to turn your ass flaming
red from messing around!  That sort of spanking only happens when you're in
trouble, like you are now, or when you enjoy it!"

Then it finally sank into my thick skull; he had been spanked by his
friends because he enjoyed it... The thought hit me like a ton of bricks.
If he liked spankings (just like I did), then I knew what else he would be
liking (the apple never falls far from the tree).  I flipped him back over
and he turned back to look at me saying; "Da'ad, what are you doing?"

Ignoring him, I stuck my nose down close to the crack of his ass and took a
big whiff... cum.  He had been fucked!  I ran my finger across his pucker
and held it first to my nose and then to his and said; "Cum!  Who's is it?"

Well the studly little fucker shocked the shit out of me when he just took
my finger into his mouth and licked it clean.  He backed off my finger
saying; "Tony's and Shawn's and some of mine; mostly Tony's.  Shawn's
tastes different."

I was about ready to shit bricks; "You can tell the difference between
Shawn's and Tony's cum from the taste... after I've wiped it off of your
asshole and some of yours is in you, too?"

"Well yeah, Dad.  I've been meaning to tell you that I'm gay for a while
now - actually since I turned 16 and am technically 'legal' in the state.
The time had never been right though, because I didn't want you to think I
was trying to blackmail you or play you off against Mom."

I didn't get it; "Blackmail?  Play me off against your mother?"

"Come on Dad from the day she threw you out until Mike moved in all she
ever called you when she was talking to me was; 'That faggot father of
yours.'  I sort of got the impression that she had decided that you are
gay.  And then right after I moved in, you forgot one of your DVDs in the
player in your bedroom and since I was really curious to find out if Mom
was right, I got a little snoopy and watched some of it.  I jerked off
three times in your bedroom and had to run into the bathroom when you got
home so you wouldn't catch me.  I was surprised that you didn't realize
that the DVD was stopped in a different place or that your room smelled
like cum.  Ummm, it's sort of uncomfortable laying across your lap like
this.  Can I get up so we can talk more?"

"Uh, sure. Sorry.  Go sit on the bed"; I said.  I was surprised when he
untangled his tee-shirt and tossed it aside and then kicked off his
baggies.  I had expected him to cover himself up again.  My mouth started
watering as he stood up.  His cock was stiff and sticking out at least
eight inches.  "Shit son, you've already got me beat in the size
department.  Did my little swats make you bone up like that?"

He reached down and jiggled his cock a little immediately making me wish it
was me playing with it, and said; "Well yeah, I guess so, but lately all it
seems to take is a bit of a stiff breeze or adjusting my underwear to make
me hard.  I was sure that if you spanked me very much that I would probably
cum."

My cock started to swell again at the thought of me spanking my son and
making him cum, but I wanted to get a few answers more than anything right
now.  Logan sat on the edge of his bed, but immediately got back up with a
pained expression on his face; "Uh, I was going to rub some cold-cream on
my butt cheeks to cool them off and I think I need to do that before I sit
down... and I don't want to leak on the bedspread.  I kind of got filled
with cum tonight and didn't have time to get rid of any of it before coming
home."

"Get the cold cream and lay down on your stomach." I said; "I'll rub some
on those red cheeks of yours."

"Really?" He asked.  "You're not going to try to paddle me again?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at his question; "No son, a spanking like I
should be giving you for breaking the rules is meant to be a punishment -
but instead it seems that it would give you an orgasm."

He giggled a bit at that comment and opened the door on his desk where he
keeps his acne medication tod pull out a tub of cold cream - as if he needs
acne medication... I hadn't seen a pimple on his face since the day he
moved in.  He handed the tub to me then went back to the bed, pushed the
bedspread to the side and lay down on his stomach with his bright red ass
poking up.  The swelling in my cock turned to a full-blown hardon in a
matter of seconds.  Logan was distracted pulling some pillows toward him to
put under his chest and head for elevation so I quickly adjusted my cock as
I stepped toward the bed and sat down beside him.

"Ok" I said; "I'll rub the cold cream on your butt while you answer a few
questions.  What did you mean about blackmail and how long has this been
going on with Tony and Shawn?"

I opened the tub of cold cream, scooped out a generous amount with two
fingers and swiped my finders across one cheek and then scooped out another
couple of fingers worth and swiped them across the other cheek.  I got even
more on my fingers and began spreading it as evenly as I could across his
left glute.  His reaction was immediate; "Ahhhhh!  Oh, that feels nice."

"Ok, start talking." I said.

"Ok, well Mom would always say that she had blackmail material on you and
that you would do exactly what she wanted you to do.  I figured it had
something to do with the fact that you are gay and it kind of made me mad
when she would say that.  I vowed that I would not use that kind of
information to blackmail you or use it to try to get you to do something
for me that Mom had already said no to or the reverse."

"Ok, that makes sense and it also makes me very proud to know that you
would make that sort of decision and stick to it.  Now tell me about Tony
and Shawn."

"Well it's a long story that I can fill in more later but the short version
is that after Mike moved in I had started going to work out in the weight
room at the college.  Mom didn't want to leave me at home by myself while
she showed houses to clients in the evenings so I went to hang out with
Mike and the student athletes working out at the college.  One afternoon
Mom was late picking me up and then on the way to the college she got a
flat tire (Didn't surprise me... the car needed new tires before we split
up and she would never take any initiative to care for my BMW that she took
from me).  So, I had to change the tire for her and she decided to drop the
flat off to be fixed, too.  Well the tire place said they could fix it
while we waited and Mom didn't want to drive anywhere without a spare tire
so we waited while the tire was fixed and put back on the car.  Anyway, it
was more than an hour later than usual when we got to the college and Mom
was late for another house showing so she just dropped me off and drove
away."

I was spreading more cold cream across the mounds of his ass and trying to
resist the urge to dive in an suck the cum out of his ass and only half
listening, but enough of what he said registered; "Hmmm. Sounds like her.
Go on."

"Well whenever she had dropped me off late before that, she would drive
through the staff parking lot to make sure Mike's truck was there, but this
time she was rushing too fast and when I got inside Mike wasn't there.  I
figured that I would go ahead and work out with a couple of the new
student, Tony and Shawn, because they were practically always there.

I went to change, but when I went into the locker room I heard Shawn in the
shower.  It was obvious that he was getting a blow job because he was
groaning and saying; 'Suck it man! Aww yeah! Take it all the way!'"

"I knew it had to be Tony blowing him because I already sort of knew that
they were gay.  I snuck in and watched for minute.  Tony was choking and
gagging on Shawn's cock and there was no way Tony was going to take it all
the way.  It looked like Tony had his head positioned so the head of
Shawn's dick would just hit his gag reflex and never go down his throat.  I
knew I could do a better job and boy did I ever want to."

I made a mental note to myself that Logan wasn't describing his first
sexual experience, just his first sexual experience with Tony and Shawn.  I
had one coating of cold cream on Logan's red ass cheeks but didn't want to
stop; I wanted to hear more and I had to acknowledge that I wanted to play
with his ass some more, too.  I just sort of half-whispered; "Go on." as I
started on a second coat of cold-cream.

"Well, I was stripped down and as hard as a rock in less than a second and
I sort of 'let' them catch me.  I ended up sucking them both off and taught
Tony how to take Shawn's cock all the way.

Tony's dick is even bigger than Shawn's and it took a bit longer and lot
more practice before Shawn was finally able to take Tony's cock into his
throat.  Shawn and I sort of compete now to see how quickly we can go down
on Tony.  The winner gets to take Tony's first load so I usually fudge and
let Shawn win because then he'll last a lot longer while he pounds out his
second load in my ass while I suck Shawn's cock, too."

"You say that like you really like it." I said.

"Aww man, Dad, some days I just can't enough.  I spend the whole day in
school daydreaming about getting fucked by every guy in every class.  I
spend most of the day walking around school with a hardon and since my dick
has gotten bigger, I just can't hide it any more.  That's why I love
Friday's so much now.  Shawn and Tony knock off early from their training
and we hang out at their place to get our rocks off together.  I was late
tonight because Tony wanted to cum in me a second time and it took him a
while to get off."

"He came three times?" I asked.

"Actually, four times.  After Tony fucked me and gave me his second load,
Shawn came in my mouth and then they switched places.  Tony knows I let
Shawn win our little game because I just can't resist shoving his cock in
my throat after he fucks my ass.  The taste of his cum and my ass on his
cock is practically enough to make me cum without touching myself or
anything, but Shawn has gotten so he really likes my cum and he knows that
I'm always close by the time he and Tony switch places.  He just flips over
and slides under me from between my legs and after a couple of licks and
sucks I give him my load.  Lately he's started holding it in his mouth to
push it into my ass along with Tony's.  He uses Tony's and my cum for lube
while he fucks me too.  I get so turned on when I've got cum from all three
of us filling me up that I usually end up fucking one of them while the
other licks the cum out of my ass.  Or I guess it's more like, one of them
licks the cum from my ass while I hold still and the other fucks himself on
my cock.  Tonight though, Shawn wanted to get fucked and Tony wanted to
fuck me again, so that's what we did, but it took a long time for Tony to
cum and I didn't have time either of them to suck it back out of me like
they usually do."

I could hardly believe the details he was sharing with me!  I could clearly
picture Shawn and Tony in my mind, both 18 and first year football players
for the college.  The college was too small to do much in the way of
scholarships, but Mike was able to get them some financial assistance.  It
helped that they both were strait-A students. The college sports program
was finally starting to get some very positive attention because of their
very gifted new head coach and the first two African American students he
had recruited.  As big as those two guys were, I thought that they could
only have time for working out and now my son was telling me about the
steamy details of the three of them having sex together!  I knew I was
going to have to get off again tonight before I would be able to sleep.
The mental images of Logan's story were better than most of the porn I had
ever seen.  There was just one more detail I wasn't clear on; "So what
about the spanking?"

"Well whenever a smack lands on my ass, I can't help but make my butt jump
and I tighten my hole.  Plus I discovered that I can have really intense
orgasms while being spanked.  So, whenever I'm getting screwed, I'm usually
getting spanked, too.  Shawn was under me sucking my cock while I was
sucking his and he kept landing smacks on my ass each time Tony pulled
back.  Shawn came first, but he kept sucking me and spanking my ass trying
to get me and Tony off too.  I realized that I probably wasn't to cum again
but wanted to get Tony off, so we all kept going.  Tony finally shoved in
really deep and shot his wad up into me and then he looked down while he
pulled out and started freaking out when he saw my butt.  He was going to
get some ice and cold wash cloth, but then I saw the clock.  It was 5 after
10:00 and I knew I was going to be in trouble."

I was just finishing the second application of cold-cream and I could see a
little trickle of cum running from his ass hole to his balls.  The smell of
cum was about to make me loose control as he finished his story; "Shawn
knows that I can't hold that many loads in me for very long - I think
that's part of the reason he likes to lick his cum out of me so much, so he
got a towel for me to sit on and I drove home without my pants on.  I
didn't put my pants on until I was parked in the driveway."

"Uh huh, and you thought you could just fly right past me and I wouldn't be
all over you about it, huh?" I asked.

"Well, sorry Dad.  I was hoping to just have a talk with you about me being
gay.  Instead I ended up telling you about me having sex with Tony and
Shawn while you rub cream on my butt.  I hope you aren't mad at Shawn and
Tony, 'cause they really are nice and smart and athletic and the college
really is getting a lot of great things from having them there, and id
you're really mad at them then you could probably get them tossed out."

I could see his point about Shawn and Tony, and given my earlier thought
that "the apple doesn't fall far from the tree", I was certain that if
Logan had decided that he wanted those two boys, then there wasn't much
that was going to deter him.  I would have to think about it later to
decide what sort of punishment was appropriate for missing his
curfew. "Logan, you've got cum leaking out of your ass."

"Yeah." He said; "Tony shoots a lot and even though I want to give the
cold-cream more time to work, I'm probably going to have to go sit on the
toilet to get rid of some of it."

The smell of cum, the feel of his tight muscular ass cheeks, and the
graphic details of his time with Shawn and Tony had me ready to pop off a
load and I found myself feeling jealous of Shawn getting to suck all of
that cum from Logan's well-fucked hole.  Without even a second thought, I
said; "I can take care of some of that for you son."

"Oh, thanks Dad, that would be great.  Just grab anything from the
hamper...  Ooohhhh, you mean thaaaat way... Awwww, yeeeeaahhh!"

As he was telling me to get something from the hamper I had leaned down and
lapped up the trail of cum from his balls to his ass and in less than a
second I was in full-bore 'ass-eating-cum-pig' mode and pushing my tongue
as far into my son's ass as I could.  Pulling back with my taster covered
in the juice from his ass.

I could tell there was a lot of cum inside him and I wanted it all.  Having
him laying on his stomach wasn't going to cut it for me for very long.  I
pulled his ass up in the air and flipped over to slide my face under his
ass. His balls dangled right over my mouth and not being one to pass up a
perfect opportunity, I gave them a tongue bath to get the last traces of
cum off them.

His big cock was dripping pre-cum onto my forehead, but I ignored that for
now.  I reached up to his chest and began pushing upward.  Logan got the
hint and raised up to position his asshole right over my mouth.  I stuck my
tongue back into his hole and was rewarded with a huge mouthful of cum
gushing out of his ass.  I had to swallow fast because there was more and I
was going to get it all!

Logan suddenly lifted up and turned around then planted his ass right back
on my face.  He reached down to push my baggies down.  My cock was caught
under the waist-band as he pushed them down and when it was finally freed,
it sprang upwards flinging pre-cum into his hair and on his face and across
my abs.  He let out a low moan as he ran his fingers through the cock-snot
on his face and licked them.  He kept his ass firmly planted on my togue as
he leaned down to lap up the pre-cum from my abs and then locked his lips
around the head of my cock.  He was digging into my cock slit with his
tongue, coaxing more pre-cum from me.  It felt like I was oozing pre-cum in
a steady flow and he just kept collecting it in his mouth.  He swallowed a
couple of time and took my cock to the base, but each time he backed off
and started digging the tip of his tongue into the slit and scooping out
more of my dick-drool.

I've eaten a lot of ass and sucked a lot of cum from ass before, but I
could not believe how good Logan's ass tasted to me.  Maybe it was the fact
that he was my son and I had the hots for the two young studs who had shot
their loads into him; loads that I was now eating back out.  It got to be
too much for me; Logan's graphic description of his experience with Tony
and Shawn, having his mouth clamped around the head of my dick and the
tasty cum from his ass all combined to send me over the top.

My cock started convulsing in Logan's mouth and he knew what was coming -
me.  He started bobbing his head up and down and sucking hard.  He wanted
the cum from my cock as badly as I wanted the cum from his ass.  He reached
for my balls and began massaging them and rubbing the inside of each thigh
and encircling my cock and scrotum with his fingers.

I'm not usually a powerful shooter.  Normally I can get a shot off that
will land as high as my chest but most of my cum shoots across my abs and
then pools in my navel.  Not tonight, though... my first shot of cum came
flying out of the tip of my cock so fast that it would have hit the wall at
the end of the bed if not for Logan's mouth being there to catch it.  He
made a surprised sound around my cock, but he didn't back off.  He
swallowed that shot and kept sucking and took shot after shot of my cum.
He seemed to be getting as much pleasure from my orgasm as I was.  He was
mewling and licking and sucking at my cock with abandon.  He continued to
bob his head up and down after I finished shooting my load; taking my cock
into this throat was obviously just as much of a turn-on for him as it was
for me to have my cock buried in his throat.

Within seconds of blowing my load, he was coaxing the last few drops of cum
from my cock and I had emptied his ass of cum.  I was enjoying my
exploration of his velvety tunnel with my tongue when his hole started
clenching around my tongue and his balls drew up to the base of his cock.
He was about to cum!  Being the greedy cum-pig that I am, I wanted that,
too.

I grabbed his hips to pull his ass off my face and aimed his cock for my
mouth.  It was good that Mike and I had been hooking up with each other
recently because I had been getting a lot of practice swallowing cock.
Though Logan wasn't anywhere near Mike's twelve inches, he was still big
enough that several inches slid into my throat.  I left him there for a
couple of seconds and he went perfectly still.  I figured that the little
cock-tease was trying to hold his climax off, but I wanted his cum - NOW.

I reached around his legs and landed a hard spank on each butt cheek.  He
squirmed and ground his cock into my throat while he pulled up off my cock
and moaned; "Ohhhhh shiiiiiit! I'm cuuuummmming!"

I got spurt after spurt of him cum in my throat and then in my mouth once I
pulled him back a bit.  He was right about the taste of Tony's cum in his
ass, it was definitely a different taste than his and different from mine,
too.  But oh, I could not believe the head rush, the natural high I got
from taking my boy's cum into my mouth.  Given Logan's earlier story, this
was his third or fourth load tonight and he still delivered at least five
shots of cum.

I held the last of his cum in my mouth and swirled it around his cock with
my tongue.  Have I mentioned how much I love cum?  I've called cum "manna"
many times in the past, but Logan's cum must be the life-restoring elixir
from the fountain of youth.  I didn't want to swallow.  I didn't want to
let his cock go...  I didn't want this moment to end...

Well so much for my sentimental, sappy moment of bliss from taking my son's
load in my mouth and never wanting it to end.  I was learning pretty
quickly that Logan was just as much a cum-pig as me.  He let my now emptied
cock slip out of his mouth and he extracted his cock from my mouth while
practically begging me; "Can I have some back Dad?  Please Dad?  Let me
have some?"

How can a father resist a plea like that from his own son?  Logan spun
around and locked lips with me.  I just started pushing the rest of his cum
from my mouth into his.  We slowly rolled until Logan was on his back and I
let the last wads of his cum flow from my mouth to his.  We must have
kissed and and sucked each other's tongues for ten minutes before we
finally felt satisfied and we pulled apart.

He reached over and pulled the bedspread over us, saying; "Thanks, Dad. I
love you so much!  Can you stay here and hold me for a while?"

I looked into my beautiful son's eyes and at that moment I knew that there
would be no punishment for him breaking his curfew.  "Of course, son.  I'll
be here for as long as you want me to."

Within minutes Logan had drifted off to sleep but I didn't see any reason
leave.  I reached up and turned out the light.  I replayed the evening's
events in my mind a couple of times and nearly went to my room to jack off
again, but it was late and some of what Logan had told me brought up more
questions for me.  I was hoping that his candid responses to me this
evening would continue tomorrow when I planned to ask more questions that
he may not be as comfortable answering.

With plans beginning to gel in my head for getting some of what Logan had
been getting from Shawn and Tony, I finally drifted off to sleep.

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